Chapter 65 Needing Answers

• Ghost POV
• I glance down at the body sprawled on the floor, my mind racing with questions. Why the hell was he here? Max never mentioned living with anyone, never gave even the slightest hint that someone else might be in the picture. Something about this doesn’t sit right. I need answers.
• “Clean this up,” I bark at the men standing nearby, gesturing to the lifeless form. “And someone dig up everything you can on Max—find out who the hell this guy is and what their connection was.”